At this point my husband said that we should probably find dinner. The sun was starting to set and it was still a bit damp outside. We walked for a while stopping in to a few places to check out the menus. Again, we wanted something easy and kid friendly. I do not have a reputation of being easy when it comes to picking a place for dinner. My husband gets annoyed with me when we want to go out. I either know exactly what I want or I say “no” and “I don’t know” to every option my husband names. So we wandered through the theater district toward our hotel. We decided to ask the concierge about a few places. He recommended a couple places but let us know that there would be a significant wait because it was Saturday night. He also said that we were more than welcome to eat in the Hyatt restaurant. I asked if we were dressed okay or it we needed to go upstairs to change. He said we were dressed fine! In we went to Avenue One. The hostess did not seem too happy to seat us. Maybe it was because we weren’t “dressed up” or maybe because my son was with us. Everyone in the restaurant was dressed nicely. We felt very out of place. We requested seats in the middle because there were big chairs and we figured my son would be confined in one and cooperate a little better. Unfortunately I was tired at this point and didn’t take any pictures of the restaurant area. I grabbed a photo off of Google, hopefully I don’t get in trouble for that… My husband and I both ordered the “Chicken Cuban.” Now we are from south Florida, I don’t know why we thought we would get a good Cuban sandwich in Boston. It was bad. A Cuban sandwich usually consists of Cuban bread, yellow mustard, ham, and pickles. THIS Cuban had ham, chicken, Dijon mustard, and no pickle. The chicken was VERY thick (think an entire breast). I give them credit for trying but it really failed miserably! We ordered the Gluten Free chicken fingers for my son. No, we don’t keep gluten free, but that was the menu option. Everything on the kids menu was very healthy. Fries were not a side option, instead they offered broccoli or carrot sticks. I liked that! My son, very quickly, began to act up. Our food took forever. By the time it arrived my son was near meltdown. I took him to run around upstairs in the meetings room lobby (it was empty) while my husband ate his sandwich. Then I came down, my husband took our son up to the room, and I ate my meal. That ended our Saturday night!

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Hi! I am Nicole Perry, owner of Sunkissed Adventures.

My original career was in the field of education. I have a Bachelors degree in Elementary Education and a Masters in Teaching & Learning. After teaching for 6 years I felt the urge to feed my wandering soul with something more adventurous, and so I started Sunkissed Adventures. Four years later I left teaching and took Sunkissed Adventures full time! You won't find grammatical correctness in this blog. It's informal. Off the cuff. Take what you need and skip what you don't!

I grew up in South Florida, but spent my summers traveling with my parents to far away lands and on educational adventures. With my parents' influence, I became enamored with the world around me. They showed me other cultures and provided me with the inspiration to see the entire globe. And so here I am today, planning trips of a life time for others! I can be found on some online chat websites under the name Sunkissed Mommy!